Sing a happy song
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'Cause Spring does not last long
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A flower blooms and then it's gone
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Summer follows fast
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Make hay while it lasts
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Don't ever dwell upon the past
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For one day you are here, and the next you are gone
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Every horse has its year and every dog its day, my son
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So the only thing to feel sad about is
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All the dogs and the horses you'll have to outlive
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They'll be with you when you say good-bye
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Then the Fall from grace
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The lines upon your face
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Grow deeper almost every day
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Days and weeks roll by
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And Winter nights draw nigh
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And everything that lives must die
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But as the curtains close and the last prayers are said
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All my dogs and my horses appear round my bed
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They have come to say one last goodbye
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Goodbye...
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The Dogs And The Horses
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| The Divine Comedy |
